A/N: I am so sorry that I haven't been posting. I am still in school and the last couple weeks have honestly been stress over stress. But I promise I am sticking with this story. This one is short and I am hopefully (fingers crossed) going to stay in my room and write for the next hour and then post the next chapter right away. Enjoy! Share! Comment!
Walking in to the school in Lake Placid, I didn’t know what to say, didn’t know how to act. Ever since I left Pittsburgh and Sidney and I had our little “talk” I felt like I should have a scarlet letter plastered on everything I wear. Or that I should have changed my hair color and wear big Buddy Holly glasses. Rounding the corner to Blair’s classroom I could hear her yelling at kids, “I WILL take conduct point. Everyone of you know my rules.” The bell should be ringing soon, and I hoped that I wouldn’t start some kind of fuss when I walked into my old high school classroom. It was funny that I couldn’t walk into a 9th grade history class, but yet break up a hockey royalty wedding. It was amusing to me. Building up my confidence I walked in, and slid into the big comfy chair, like I did weeks ago, Blair, not looking at me still typing something about Teddy Roosevelt mumbled to herself, “there goes their conduct points.” “I swear” she starts and looks at a teenage girl, “I will take your blueberry or whatever it is away from you. I did loose my cell phone, and I am looking for a new one.” The bell then rang, and the kids filled out. Blair still not moving rolled her neck, and got back to work. “Can you shut that?” she called to the teen who was the last one out.
“Pittsburgh has the greatest shoe stores” I start, knowing she won’t start this conversation
“I hear Pittsburgh also has great bachalors. And a new one on the market, have you heard anything about this?”
“Hmmmm.”
“His name is Crosby, he wears 87, this girl crashed his wedding and then poof, the run away together.”
“The whore!” Blair now looks at me and at the same moment we both burst into laughing like little school girls.
“I can’t believe that you actually did it!”
I lean in, “So I got there, right? I’m late, like usual so there is only seats in the back. I see Mike and Hilary and they are sitting with another player, who starts talking to me like we’re best friends. Finally when Hilary tells him that I am “the Addison” he goes ‘You should tell him not to do it, he is still in loveeeee with youu.”
Blair stomps her feet on the ground and raises her hands “LOVE IS IN THE AIR!” and the fit on giggles start again
“In this media conference Mr. Crosby will not answer questions about his personal life involving his ex-fiance, and the wedding. Sidney”
“Hello everyone” I start only thinking about Addie, and when she will be coming back to Pitt. Back to me, back into my arms.
“How do you think the season is going to be Sidney” Potash asked.
“Hello this is Sidney,”
I couldn’t manage to hold my giggles in. My plan was to start breathing really hard and act like a teen would. Telling Sid that he was the greatest most bestest hockey player ever, but it didn’t work. It never did.
“You are the strangest person I have ever met.” He replied, and started giggling himself, “That’s why I love you, you know?”
“Well thanks, honey bee” I reply.
“When will you be back,” he sounds like I did when I was little and my father was out officiating college hockey games. Like he needed me there.
“Two days, do you think you can handle it?”
“No,” he said honestly, “We need to talk about things. What do they say, ‘Air our dirty laundry?’ Or something like that right?”
“I have no idea what you are trying to say, I know we need to talk Sidney, but you also need to talk to your parents, and Mario, Dan, and whoever else.”
“No, Addie, I need to talk to you, I need to be able to sneak up behind you and just hold you. I need to be yours.”
